Guilt whispers From the depth of shadows Innocence sings From light behind clouds Not everything is black and white But whose coal-black footprints Will I follow in the winter snow? Image found on techno-equinox.deviantart.com
Day: November 3, 2015
Planting Tulips in November
A late spring delight, The turban-shaped flowers, Bold and bright, Enfold memories of Holland; A single vibrant bloom In a vase, in a room, Summons up a multitude In a foreign field. In the garden, you stand, Dull, dry onions in your hand: Precious jewels Wrapped in brown paper. You push them deep Into the […]